People are dying and worse. My dad, a Vietnam vet, used to say that the dead ones are the ones that got off easy. It's the ones that live that have to live with horrible physical and psychic wounds for their entire lives that get the raw end of the war stick. Having crows feast on your dead eyeballs is easy compared to living each day of your life with the horror of what you've seen and done.
Any war is unspeakably horrible. This war is moreso.
Doesn't it just make you sick thinking about all the dead and wounded, the children who have lost parents, the parents who have lost children, the widows and the widowers? And all for a pack of FUCKING LIES!?
What are you willing to DO about it?
Get sick! Join the Great American Sickout on December 7. Show them that you're sick of it.
On December 7, millions of Americans will be taking the day off work in protest of the war. We will do the same thing on the seventh of every month until the war is over.
Here's what.
Here's why.
Here's how. And here's more on how.
Tell ten people.